It was kind of huge. I'm very lucky to have these parents.
Happily, they also let me indulge in a little Moroccan show-and-tell. For example, here are the new bedspread and pillows I got:
Due to the lack of room/total destruction of my apartment, I hadn't unwrapped my carpets yet. With the potential of showing them off to fellow carpet-philes, though, I couldn't resist anymore. Out came the carpet roll with my doting dad documenting the whole procedure:
|I tried untying them first. Note my mom's eager anticipation. Like I said - carpetphile.|
|See? She couldn't resist helping. I'm attacking it with a knife at this point.|
|We're through the plastic! Now we tackle the paper-and-tape layer.|
|Ooh! Colors! Almost there!|
|I'm off to find floor to lay it down on!|
|Hmm. I have no floor. We'll just hold them up instead!|
|And here's #2!|
I pointed out to my parents and to Jason that if we had gone to Russia this summer, per our original plan, I probably would have gone with carpeting the whole apartment. A not-so-small factor in my decision to go hardwood was imagining these carpets on my shiny new wood floors.
And in three-to-four weeks I'll be posting that picture right here for your (and my) enjoyment!
P.S. I also blame Morocco (and Jason for the link) for my plans to give this a whirl.